A hundred million movie-goers must be right... (1938)

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The Principal Ingredients That movie you saw last night, or last week. Was it a story of the cactus country? A hard-riding, hardhitting horse opera, or a story of the sea? An epic of droning propellers, machine guns and power dives, of bangtails, pari-mutuels and the double-cross; of cocktails, ermine, top hats and broken promises, of human wretchedness in the tenements ? But no matter of whom or what, in essence it was a story of romance and crime. Time, personalities and places may give the movies a thousand different faces, yet most of the time we are witnessing the furtherance of romance and crime. Those are the chief ingredients of movie-making. With cinema production so restricted, and never venturing far beyond the picket lines of romance, whodunit and who stole it, one might be movied to wonder why more movies do not look alike. Strangely enough they rarely do. Despite the fact that scripters in all the studios are continuously dramatizing romance and crime there is, outside the subject matter, very little annoying sameness in the results. But how can eight big studios keep on grinding fifty-two weenies out of the same meat year after year, and no twins, triplets or quins, occasionally? It's very simple if you know poker. There are but fifty-twro cards in a poker deck, yet it is said that many thousands of different hands can be dealt therefrom. And the same possibilities exist in varying romance and crime. Here are some of the cards : First, the place cards: Penthouse, night club, roadhouse, backstage, yacht, drawing room, dance hall, private estate, but why enumerate places. The whole world is the scripter's scene dock and property room. Second the time cards, any era since Herod coveted his brother's wife and liquidated him. Practically every age since the authoring of the Ten Commandments has produced a glamorous, sensational or notorious crime for the sake of romance, or vice versa. Thus there is no dearth of time cards. Third are the personality cards, and none of the major studios hold less than ten aces, ten stars, any two of which along with three or four clever